whenever this soul commits mistakes,
am I taking advantage of lenience..?
as you forgive me every time..!
Krishna, you know about me,
and how my crazy thoughts flee,
when my eyes gaze at you and glee,
heee hee hee..! !
my inner voice of heart rejoices
and wants some choices of services,
to taste Krishna prasadam on the farm,
decorating your diety form
with heavenly flowers as an art form
listening to the Krishna Katha,
playing the mridanga and kartals
dancing with the devotees,
bonding in hand and hand and
moving around on
the divinely designed land,
connecting heart to heart
with harinaam sankirtan alot
drinking the wisdom of holy lilamritas,
reading and feeding the soul
with scores of shlokas,
for this life,
for this fallen soul..!
Krishna..! ! !
this is more than sufficient..! !
bless me to eternally flowing
with efficiency without deficient
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem